The Curse Between Two Worlds
L. G. Ausmushere i am once again torn into piecesi feel like i lost myself
“See what is written for you.”
Cautiously, we stepped closer, drawn to the cauldron as if something unseen tugged at us. Steam curled upward, twisting like smoke caught in a storm, and the Oracle waved her hands again. The surface of the bubbling liquid shimmered, then rippled, and an image emerged. An orange sky burned overhead, a crimson moon hanging low, casting everything in a sickly glow. Flames licked the edges of the horizon, consuming everything in sight. In the heart of the inferno, two figures faced each other—one cloaked in darkness, the other bathed in a radiant light. When they collided, the cauldron trembled, and smoke billowed, the shapes dissolving into nothingness, leaving a
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